At the Gold Coast

At the Gold Coast Parched and dry I stand, Waiting and recalling thirsty for your love, At the Gold Coast we met last summer, Under the blue on the sandy gold, Memories afresh Soothing winds unfold ! Your deep dark eyes that pierced into my heart Our tale of passion at first sight did start, That mighty embrace! Melting emotions with heat of breaths, Tranquillised by waves that covered by! An impulse borne away with every breath, The most generous one made me its slave, Then the tyrant in both of us well played, Skin next to my skin, thinnest air between simply slipped by, Intolerance precipitates setting my soul ablaze, Make love to me in this ancient place, Tears lost in time and beats not keeping pace, Wanderlust of my soul ends at the Gold Coast, My heavenly abode ! Written November 23rd, 2014 For contest' Make love to me in that ancient place' by Justin Bordner